Sunday Garden Tour...a day, and a couple of months late...

Meazi and her daddy talked about all of the things they'd like to grow in the Habesha garden this year. We hit the Home Depot and got some plants, and some seeds.

I was overcome with emotion as Meazi scattered Tef, or 'Tef-fa' as she calls it. It was obvious that she had done this before in Ethiopia.

Melese mentioned that we already had asparagus. Not for long I fear. The neighborhood cats have been feasting on the asparagus plants every morning.

I can't show you the rest of the pictures from that first planting day. Meazi stripped down, stripped Melese, and chucked his diaper over the neighbor's fence. They played in the dirt, and then in the mud after we watered everything. They had a blast, but I am afraid we got so carried away that we washed away many of our new plants. It was worth it. Daddy retrieved the diaper.

We had a preliminary honey harvest a few weeks ago...

And a gigantic one yesterday...

Meazi harvested some Chamomile. She loves Chamomile tea.

Meazi and her Tef-fa...

Honey!

So sweet!

We could have planted weeds out there. It didn't matter. I was just so happy to have the two of them with us.

Sunday Garden Tour... A Day Late... End Of Season Wrap Up.

Finally, Habesha in our Habesha Garden.

Meazi likes the kale...

Meazi and her daddy harvested the barley...



Meazi expressed her disdain for the tomatoes until I told her that they were the main ingredient in ketchup. She is now giving them a second look. Moses took an opportunity to polish them off, and then hid in the bushes until he felt better...


Melese is just happy to be outside...


The last of the broccoli was picked...

And steamed...


As you can see, the Habesha Garden was a bit neglected while we were busy becoming a family of six...


Imagine my shock and dismay as I stepped outside one day and saw Meazi, sweat beating down her face, wielding this large garden tool...

Steven had purchased it for her at Home Depot. Uhm, excuse me, this is DANGEROUS. He said she had expressed a keen interest in gardening/farming and had obviously done some hard farm work before. He then reminded me that my Montessori teacher mom had encouraged us to let our children use real adult items. I am pretty sure she meant small, blunt, scissors.

Speaking of dangerous, we took the kidlets to visit our bees. Meazi loves honey, and has some almost everyday. She was not at all afraid...



Steven suffered his first sting, on the eyelid. The bees had been so docile up to now, that he thought he could forgo the head protection. The gentle Rooney Easter Bees, have been replaced by a new swarm that are unfortunately, not as friendly. They are also inundated with wax moth larvae, which I am told is a very bad thing. Please don't expect your Habesha Honey in the mail this Holiday season.

I am really looking forward to more gardening with the kids.

We've come a long way...

(Insert the over-the-top-what-once-was-barren- and-cold metaphor here.)